When do we stop being the person we’re expected to be and become the person we want to be?

When do we stop altering our actions to be the person we are not, to be the person we are?

When do we stop writing for other people and start writing for ourselves?

When can we be ourselves, when can I be me?

Hello let me introduce myself, you may think we’ve met but I’m not the same person I was. I’m not the girl you met, I’m a grown woman, and I know my worth. I like who I am today. I’ve grown and I’ve changed and I’ve finally understood that not everyone is going to like me. Not everyone who comes into our life, stays.


I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Leah. This is who I am now. Not who I was or who I’m going to be. I’ll change again some day. For now though this is me.

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